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My rainbowA Poem by TamikaSome people are simply seasons, there for a few months before they no sooner go away. Others are like a drought, or a flood. There for a long.. |
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A HARMATTAN LETTERA Poem by Sylvia ChikaAs the dust settles on your windscreenI appearI’m here!I’ll write you a harmattan letterYeah, that’s me!If I wish to be naughty,I&rs.. |
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Winter bluesA Poem by TamikaThe wind howls. The tree's dance. A winter's day, at a glance. The cold air pierces. The hard rain stains. There's lighting in the sky,.. |
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The Crossroads of Life - A SonnetA Poem by N.D. ReedThe whistling of the breeze, And the autumn fall, They signal the ease Into the cold winter hall. But we have not yet reached the chill, Nor th.. |
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The StormA Poem by Norrin ShearerI am tired of being awakeBut not yet tired enough to sleepI have exhausted being aliveBut am not ready to dieI may be depressedIt is not because off i.. |
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Relative WeatherA Poem by Cobblestone TravelerDoes no one else feel it? |
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All hale the hailA Poem by Paul CollinsA shadow crept sharply upon us It had been eyeing us for a while A plump grey cloud of playful spite Who’d .. |
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Gelid VariationsA Poem by Keress Ambrose Frey Weidn..A withered voice leads me homeAnd the wind in winter’s limbs;Form the leaves' final sinThrough the expanse of grey.Soon, there will be silence.I.. |
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AmbvialenceA Poem by Victoria W.For the lukewarm lovers. |
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The girl in the windowA Poem by Kimberley HawkerJust a little poem about how I used to sit in the window as a child and was convinced I could stop the rain with my mind. I used to pray that I could .. |
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The Lighthouse KeeperA Story by Kathrin SA storm, lighthouse at night, a broken pocket watch, and a mysterious stranger ... |
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SnowA Poem by Harriet RoseI wrote this poem about someone who is difficult to be with. Once you reach the point at which they let you in, they're not as great as you thought. |
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SansaraA Poem by Michael Iam BoneThese are four haiku about the four seasons that form a cycle just like them when read over and over again :) |
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Thursday Morning ContemplationA Poem by gabiaimeeSestina |
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Bus Stop, January 2013A Poem by ahwrotesomethingsThat guitar twang Driving sleet like pouring rain I feel that wind in this warm breeze Thick winter coat, yet still I'd freeze Hair to my nose, wool u.. |
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